I do: fresh and warm from the udder. Rain (that’s the goat’s name) was nervous, but she didn’t kick. I didn’t completely milk her out because I thought I’d milk her again tonight. Because I do not yet have a good, stainless steel bucket, I didn’t keep the milk for myself. Gave it to the cats and dogs. They enjoy it.
Pictures later, I promise! I’ve got time now! And daylight!